Ungrateful





Hello, Lord.
We need to talk.
Something has been bothering me for quite some time now.
I need to air some grievances and address the injustices that my circumstance has caused me.


This is hard for me to talk to You about because I love to think that I impress people 
with my supreme homemaking abilities.


Okay, here goes.


It's about this house.

Others think that I always have the house immaculate and exquisitely decorated, 
the floors scrubbed, everything vacuumed and in its place. 
I don't quite know where they got that notion?
Perhaps because most pictures I take are staged?





But You and I know, that in reality,
I have piles of dirty laundry, waiting to be washed and dried.
Baskets of clean linens waiting to be ironed.
Socks waiting to be paired.
Hangers waiting to be utilized.
Someone's always staining something, which then becomes my chore.
My dilemma.
They just toss it in the pile, and I'm supposed to take it from there.
Exemption for them, affliction for me.




And since you're listening,
I also thought I'd mention something else.
I hate cleaning the bathroom, Lord.
It's gross. 
Why does my family's poop have to stink?
Why must their body waste leave me with a toilet to scrub? 
A shower to scour?
A sink to wipe?
Toothpaste splatters on the mirror to scrape off?
Hair in the corner, behind the door?
Yuck.
Just yuck.




Have you seen what's happening here, God?
It's unbelievable!
What about all this stuff on the counter, Lord?
What is wrong with the drawers?
Are the drawers broken?
Are their hands broken?
Can't they see the clutter and disarray?
How is anything useful when it is scattered amongst all the other paraphernalia?
Why can't they just put things where they belong?
How come they treat their things like this?



See this dust, God?
What a nuisance.
Couldn't you have just not invented it?
No matter how many times I wipe it away, it always comes back.
It just settles there, taunting me, waiting for the feather duster.
So, I dust it. 
So, what does it get me?
As soon as the feather duster is out of sight,
the particles make an even more voluminous comeback, 
only to start the cycle of
mockery once again!


Not fair.


And another thing!
These children you gave me 
never make their beds when they know that it pleases me,
nor do they come the first time I call, 
nor have their dishes land squarely in the dishwasher 
when they are through eating 
IN THE LIVING ROOM!
Selective hearing I've heard it called.
Honestly, where did they learn this behavior?


Since You're interested, let me ask You something else.
Why does everyone walk by the dishwasher when it needs to be emptied?
One would think they'd take the hint when I open the door!
Instead, they shuffle by, on their way to another destination that
is somehow more important at that moment.
Like the coffee maker for some caffeine, the sink for a glass of water,
or the fridge to find a bite to eat, as if that's more important than serving ME!






My life would be so much easier if I didn't have all these obstacles.

You surely know that I could get so much more out of life!

My days, 
my months, 
my years 
would go much more smoothly  if I weren't constantly interrupted by 
dirt, 
debris, 
and 
disorder.

So, Lord, I now ask you...would it be too much 

if I even occasionally 
got a little bit of cooperation,
a smidgen of appreciation,
a whisper of praise?

A speck of love?

A fraction of gratitude?

Well, would it?
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What's that?
Did you say something?

How often do I say thanks?
To You?

But haven't you seen the messes?

You've seen MY mess?

Are You blind to the turmoil this dirt causes me?

You came to clean MY dirt?
My heart?
My sin-laden soul is now spotless?

I have let my pride keep me from thanksgiving and praise to You?

Lord, I agree that I have a fading memory,
and I love to neatly forget Your mercy.
I conveniently fold and stow away Your grace.
I scrub out the remainders of Your salvation.

You don't care about the condition of my house, 
as much as You care about the condition of my heart.

Dirty dishes or dirty mind?
Cluttered counters or improper motives?
Messy martyr or sympathetic servant?

God, remind me of how wonderful You are and restore the joy of my thanksgiving!

Make me grateful, I pray.


Amen.










44 comments:

  1. Thank you so much, Leslie. It looks like my home, and I've been crying and boo-hooing and being a total crab because I can't get my act together. God will bless you because you've shared your dirt.

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  2. Amen, amen, and amen. Thank you, Leslie dear, for being a real homemaker. . . with all the messiness that entails. And thank you for a beautiful call to gratitude. I hear you, girl. I hear you.

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  3. Wonderful post!! I was loving it because I've been thinking about posting "real" photos too. Like, I take most of my project photos on the kitchen counter with a small piece of paneling as a background. If you could just see what is all around on the counter, out of camera range.

    Anyway, when I got down to the real message of this post, it really struck home. Thanks, chicky!!

    Oh, and WHAT is it with dust???

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  4. My Home is a mess today too and I sat on the floor and played with my 20 month old grandson all day and just ignored the debris field!!
    I know He was watching us and did not care one bit that my Home wasn't perfect!
    Thanks for reminding us all and showing us that you have dust bunnies too ;)!
    Have a Blessed Thanksgiving!

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  5. I am SOOOOO glad your house looks like mine, sugar. I wouldn't have the guts to show my toilet bowl though! You're funnier than me, I think...

    xoxo,
    Connie
    Happy Thanksgiving, sweetpea!

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  6. You don't care about the condition of my house,
    as much as You care about the condition of my heart.
    Amen to that sister!!
    You are more normal than you think :)
    Have a blessed Thanksgiving!!
    Love this post!!

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  7. I hear you, my friend.....Love it!

    Suzanne

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  8. Leslie, thanks for sharing real life and a wonderful message. Have a wonderful and blessed Thanksgiving!

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  9. Thanks for keeping it real, Leslie!

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  10. You are amazing! Seriously amazing! I get so worked up and stressed because my house is never "done"...if one spot is clean then 5 more are dirty and that usually includes ME! Thanks so much for putting things in perspective and letting us all know that our heart and soul are more important then our homes being clean!

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  11. Leslie,

    AMEN! Another beautifully written post that touched my heart. Wishing you a wonderful Thanksgiving, surrounded those you love most.

    Your Friend,
    Deborah

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  12. Ohhhhh Leslie....So many of us could identify with your post today. Yes, it's true. We do get discouraged and the Lord understands. He really does. You are funny, even though you don't realize it. By the way, that's the prettiest broom I've ever seen in my life! Thanks for your post. Take care and don't sweat the small stuff. Hugs, Susan

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  13. Thanks so much for this awesome post. Are you sure those aren't pics of my home. I am struggling right now with our mess. I am a new follower and I love love this post. Thanks for posting your dirt when I have not been able to. Maybe now I will post more of my dirt and it will be because of your post. Thanks!

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  14. Leslie,
    I so hear you. I have felt this so many times but God has shown me that non of this matters. We have just recently lost our home to foreclosure. It should be devastating, and believe me it was at first, but now I am finding freedom in not having lots of possessions to worry about. I am truly finding what is really important. I hope that when we find a new place to live I will be thankful to clean a dirty toilet and I hope I have a dishwasher where ever we end up! Thanks for a great post.

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  15. Amen and Amen again!!! Thank you so much for posting this Leslie! I so needed to hear it and cracked up about the bathroom because I just had to have a talk with my 7 yr. old son about aiming better when he goes potty so I don't have a layer of yellow all over the floor! :-) I just love your heart for truth and transparency and that you have provided this encouragement to all of us. I so often forget how much grace God gives me and yet I am reluctant to give it to others or to even really receive the grace myself!
    Bless you for this!
    Vanessa

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  16. Thank you Leslie. And obviously you're not alone in feeling that way--you just express it more eloquently than I could. Have a Happy Thanksgiving.

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  17. Thank you, Leslie. For allowing the Lord to use your frustration to bring us an annointed lesson. And like others have said, you are not alone. Thank you for reminding us what is truly important. Tomorrow I'll go into MANIC housecleaning mode. (It tends to get ugly) So I needed this!
    Have a Blessed and Happy Thanksgiving!

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  18. Leslie, just in case you ever wondered, let me say it here~~ You are amazing and Brave and i am so proud of you for posting your feelings and photos to go with it.. This message is one to remember...

    Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.
    Sonny ~ 155 Dream lane

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  19. What a treasure this post is! A treasure I tell you, and I identify!

    Love you, the real you, love you!

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  20. This is a great post Leslie~ thanks for sharing your thoughts and pictures. I feel the same way sometimes. I think we all do... Thank you for reminding us. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!! :)

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  21. What a wonderful post, Leslie. Just wonderful ... and so inspiring. We could all take a lesson or two from it.

    Happy Thanksgiving! You're a blessing.

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  22. Amen, sister!! Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours. xoxo

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  23. Yet again you've written a post that I just love and need to take to heart. Thanks so much for keeping it real. What a wonderful reminder to be grateful.
    Enjoy a wonderful Thanksgiving with family and friends!
    Jenn

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  24. Love you, Leslie. God is my witness that I had not seen this post when I wrote one of my last ones today titled Never Mind the Joneses. Yes, one of my last ones. My last one is Goodbye Blogland. I am sad but also excited. I know when God is leading in another direction and it would be crazy of me not to follow. You are my last comment. :( I could not resist when I saw this.

    I wanted to make sure you knew that you are very genuine and I knew that even before I spoke with you on the phone. Love, love, love, and lots more love your way sweet friend.

    PS I'll still use the email and will continue to pray for our children and us moms every Monday and as led. Blessings, and keep shining His light.

    Always, Thumper

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  25. I keep thinking about this post. All day today it popped into my head. I'm humbled and encouraged. Thanks Leslie. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving! Lisa~

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  26. So true, so honest..
    you are a blessing..thank you!!

    Deborah :)

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  27. Leslie,
    You have created the Homemaker's Prayer, we all have days like that whether we admit it or tired. We get tired, we are human. Thank you for once again showing us your Truth which allows us to share our own. We are all in this together and we are Loved by our Creator more than our hearts can comprehend. Dust, griping and all:)

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  28. Ha ha! We are all in the same boat. We strive for perfection because of magazines and television. We need to realize that we are just human and embrace it. Thanks for the share and reminding me that we all set our standards too high!

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  29. THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

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  30. Isn't it nice to know that others also deal with the same tedious messes everyday. I can live in a museum or I live in a home. I choose to live in my home. And those that know and love me for who I am don't pass judgement. Blessings! Lovin' the Lord!~Ames

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  31. Right now I am laughing and crying in one of those half cry half laugh voices when you cant get your emotions together and you just dont know how to feel. Thank you for sharing.I am imperfect and its ok.

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  33. Thanks for letting us know it is ok to be messy and not be able to keep our homes clean alllllllllllllll the time... I Do LOVE it when our home is clean... I love the smell of Pine fresh cleaners and clean windows to look out of and clean counter tops but yep ours is a mess more than it is perfect --- thanks again :) God bless you and the broom is sooooo cute!!!

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  34. Really needed to see this today! I have been feeling pretty down about the condition of our home right now. I've been putting in a lot of hours of overtime at work right now and house cleaning just isn't a priority for my husband. Thanks for your honesty

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  35. Oh my goodness, this is just what I needed.

    Thank you.

    FlowerLady

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  36. Beautiful post...I realize I'm coming months late...but today I needed to read this as I sit in the clutter that surrounds me. It's a great reminder of what's important. :-)

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  37. Love this, it's all so true. What a wonderful way to share what we all go through, and what's truly important. God Bless You-Carrie

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  38. I'm sitting here waiting on the ac man to fix the upstairs unit. Hopefully the last of many things that went wrong today. Silently thinking "Why Me Lord" I just can't understand why my life is so disagreeable. Thanks for bringing me back to reality. My life isn't disagreeable, I am. Time to take stock and get back on track. Thanks for the kick in the seat of my pants. :)

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  39. I stumbled on this link on the side of your blog. It was a very timely message for me, feeling very unappreciated by the fam lately. Thank you for the reminder that God's grace is sufficient.

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  40. I just read this post and it made me cry. Ah how easy it is to forget God's wonderful mercy towards us, and just focus on all the demands made on ME.

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  41. Make me grateful, I pray.


    Amen.
    amen amen amen..oh how the Lord has spoken these same words to me when I have spoken those same words you have shared...and I'm so thankful and grateful for that. Sure makes me look at my home and family through the eyes of Christ's love..Blessings.

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  42. Amen Sister!!!! Love you girl - STILL need to talk. Let the mess go for a bit and call me anytime except this afternoon as I am hosting our radio show (which I would love to have you as a guest)....

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